I woke up today fully convinced this was going to be one of those legendary productive days.
You know the kind.
Clear mind.
Big goals.
No distractions.
Main character energy.
I even sat down early. which already felt like a win.
Then I opened my laptop.
Suddenly I remembered:
β’ I should probably check one notification
β’ Which turned into checking all notifications
β’ Which turned into βlet me just reply quicklyβ
β’ Which somehow became a deep dive into things I did not come here to do
At some point I realized I had:
β Opened 7 tabs
β Closed 0 tasks
β Refreshed the same page like it owed me answers
β Considered reorganizing my entire life instead of finishing one assignment
And yet. I still felt productive.
Because effort was made. Emotionally. Spiritually. Mentally. ππ
But hereβs the plot twist:
Progress doesnβt always look dramatic.
Sometimes it looks like showing up.
Sometimes it looks like trying again.
Sometimes it looks like laughing at yourself and getting back to it.
So if today you:
β’ did a little instead of everything
β’ started late but didnβt quit
β’ learned one thing
β’ or just stayed consistent
That still counts.
Now excuse me while I actually do the work Iβve been βpreparingβ for all day.
Who else relates? ππββοΈ